End Of The Street The Bees

I've got a girl and you've got aI'm like a man and you're like aI've got a dog and you've got aI'm up in Heaven, you're on aIf you see itAnd you think about let it goTo be end of the streetAnd you think

Busy Bees Silversun Pickups

I heart metal I heart wine More so when they're combined The wood that scares me Saved my life Lesson learned after twice The trees are blinking bright I shake in the rhythmic light Never felt anything

Bees Laura Cantrell

See the sign of the old hotel We used to stay there Empty and threadbare Water running cold Searched the streets for old friends Met only strangers None who remember None who would take me home I miss

Bees Warpaint

Your full moon taunts me You put me, you put me on yourself You've been at yourself You woke me up last night and my eyes lit up like lights like a string of pearls but you still did what you wanted

The Bees Belly

My blessed son, you You've got a lot to learn So I'm your best friend You love me and Well, I'll tell you something We're on the road to messy Now the bees behind my eyes sing, beware But my bee stung

Bees Bouncing Souls

We live in the same world, walking down the same streets Through different windows, we see into so many scenes Breaking into ourselves from the shallow to the deep There's really no rules to break, just

Killer Bees Fourth Of July

I fall back asleep, dream of the beautiful snow I feel her kissing me and I hear my door close And she misses me on a beautiful walk home Should I follow her footprints where they go Across the sea to

Opus 4 The Art Of Noise

No sun no moon No morn no noon No dawn no dusk no proper time of day No sky no earthly view No distance looking blue No road no street no t'other side the way No end to any Row No indications where the

Opus For 4 The Art Of Noise

No sun no moon No morn no noon No dawn no dusk no proper time of day No sky no earthly view No distance looking blue No road no street no t'other side the way No end to any Row No indications where the

Deadend Street The Kinks

There's a crack up in the ceiling, And the kitchen sink is leaking. Out of work and got no money, A Sunday joint of bread and honey. What are we living for? Two-roomed apartment on the second floor.

The Road Home Travis Tritt

Full moon risin' over Atlanta And I'm fourteen stories high Lookin' down on a street full of people Just like bees in a hive Lord sometimes I feel just like a number Like somebody lost my name I just couldn't

Maitland Street Living End

"I hear the sirens - oh no Coming to remind me - to go Silence is golden - I know Until the silence - is known And the plans were carried on We were the victims all along Is it true did the world stop

Killer Bees The Stills

She's cryptic, fearless night Like transylvanian lightning Not a thing like me When she nailbomb's the kingdom See me just sucking in the killer bees they chew right through me I could of been prize

Thieves The Constantines

Sweating it out in my room Barefoot and unbuttoned to the waist The street car runs all night And I can't wait So meet me down behind the abattoir With the last of the summer kings Meet me down at the

Worker Bees Billy Talent

March on, worker bees! Know your enemy!

Talk It Over In The Morning Anne Murray

mornin' Without you by my side The sun might never rise Butterflies and bees might give up flyin' Without your lovin' touch The world won't be the same All the birds that sing Might end up cryin' I think

Dead End Street Lou Rawls

that I lived in Was on a street that uh Happened to be one of the dead end streets Where there was nothing to block The wind the elements Nothing to buffer them for me To keep 'em From knockin' my bed

Division Street Thursday

Lights out on Division Street and all the hate that rises through the cracks in the pavement, as the temperature falls.

Dead End Street The Kinks

There's a crack up in the ceiling, And the kitchen sink is leaking. Out of work and got no money, A Sunday joint of bread and honey. What are we living for?

Trith Hides Asian Dub Foundation

Truth hides under fallen rocks and stones At the end of a disconnected phone (that's where the truth hides) Truth hides buried deep beneath your feet At the end of an unmarked street (that's where the

Muzzle Of Bees Wilco

Theres a random painted highway And a muzzle of bees My sleeves have come unstitched From climbing your tree And dogs laugh, some say theyre barking I dont think theyre mean Some people get

Dead End Street Foghat

Well, I was raised on a back street Time's were tough, but kind of bittersweet Left school when I was still a child Hit the streets and started running wild Hanging out in the neighborhood People said

Pagan Streams Van Morrison

Pagan Streams And we walked the pagan And searched for white horses on surrounding hills We lived where dusk had meaning And repaired to quiet sleep, where noise abated In touch with the silence

The Dark End Of The Street Afghan Wigs, The

At the dark end of the street That's where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness to hide our wrong You and me at the dark end of the street You and me I know

The Tired Bees Snowblink

One little breeze as quiet as a hiveful of tired bees, one little breeze. One little word as soft as the breast of a hummingbird, one little word.

Dark End Of The Street Ry Cooder

At the dark end of the street That's where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness, to right our wrong You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know time's

Lichen And Bees Tamas Wells

Lichen the bees and a fortress of weeds in a small town venture Only the stale and a quart of an ale and a cold intention Over the lawn and the rail And only to gather the mail He likened to me

Do It (Bonus Track) (Single Ver.) Buzzcocks

bees Hestitate is there no end to it So tired of living a lie Time won`t wait too late to start again Wander while wondering why My only consolation Is that someday you`ll care Perverse sophistication

The Dark End Of The Street Percy Sledge

At the dark end of the street That is where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we dont belong Living in darkness, to hide alone You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know a time

The Dark End Of The Street James Carr

At the dark end of the street That's where we always meet Hiding in shadows Where we don't belong Living in darkness To hide our wrongs You and me at the Dark end of the street You and me I know time is

Dark End Of The Street The Flying Burrito Brothers

At the dark end of the street that is where we always meet hiding in shadows where we don't belong living in darkness, to hide alone You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know a time has

Dark End Of The Street Percy Sledge

At the dark end of the street That is where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness, to hide alone You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know a time has

At The Dark End Of The Street (Live) Percy Sledge

At the dark end of the street That is where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness, to hide alone You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know a time has

The End Kings Of Leon

(1st Verse) Running with the street lights Laughing at the grave He swears he's gonna give it up It's never gonna be enough I just wanna be there When your all alone Thinking bout a better day

The Dark End Of The Street Dan Penn

At the dark end of the street That's where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness to hide our wrong You and me, at the dark end of the street Just you and me I know that

The Dark End of the Street Gregg Allman

At the dark end of the street That's where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness to hide our wrong You and me, at the dark end of the street Just you and me I know that

Dead End Street (2016 Remaster) Foghat

Well, I was raised on a back street Time's were tough, but kind of bittersweet Left school when I was still a child Hit the streets and started running wild Hanging out in the neighborhood People said,

Knees Of My Bees Alanis Morissette

with a wink with tendencies for conversations that raise bars you are a sage who is fueled by compassion comes to nooks and crannies, is bound for all stars you make the knees of my bees weak,

Bright Side Of The Road Van Morrison

Bright Side Of The Road From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road We'll be lovers once again on the Bright side of the road Little darlin', come with me Won't you help me share

Dark End Of The Street Aretha Franklin

At the dark end of the street That's where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness to hide our wrong You and me at the dark end of the street you and me I know that

The Dark End Of The Street The Commitments

At the dark end of the street, that is where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong, living in darkness, to hide alone You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know a time

Bees & Butterflies Girls In Hawaii

When i'm feeling the right My hands start to reach very high When i'm feeling the right My hands start to reach very high Sorry for it Sorry for me Cause bees and butterflies down in my hands, Now i have

I Slipped And Fell In Love Alan Jackson

A drunk man walking down a rainy street A wood floor and new socks on your bare feet You look down and suddenly you're looking up Whoops, I slipped and fell in love A bald tire running on an icy

DO IT Buzzcocks

don't get far when you're going nowhere i can do it,do it,do it till the morning comes like the river fills the sea i can do it,do it,do it like incessant drums i can do it like the birds and the bees

No Crying No More Bic Runga

I met my darling last night I've never seen him before He put his warm hand in mine There'll be no crying,On no more And in a flutter of bees And in a whisper of trees I've never seen him before

Beacon Street Al Stewart

When your little world has fallen apart You'll be living on Beacon Street In a flat above a laundry It's warm and forgiving on Beacon Street Hundreds of paperback novels adorning your shelves Piles of

Working Bees The Pinker Tones

The Pinker Tones Wild Animals Working Bees Flying over melody fields Making honey for your eras We've been out there for many years Buzzing what you wanted to hear We're wild animals We're the working

The Birds And The Bees Dean Martin

Let me tell ya 'bout the birds and the bees And the flowers and the trees And the moon up above And a thing called 'Love' Let me tell ya 'bout the stars in the sky And a girl and a guy And the way they

Grey Street The Dave Matthews Band

Grey Street Oh, just sitting while she listens She says I don't need this place It seems a million years she's stuck here But says nothing of what she thinks She thinks, "Hey, How did I come

Kept By Bees Future Of The Left

There's nothing like being owned Kept by beens in a jelly mould Brought out on special occasions Served with black entertainment Measured by the size of the rash minus income Make it stop, we could all